At Fault

You’ll be okay, darlin’…hopefully this won’t last more than a few days.

Don't call me darling ever again.

Something tells me that you’re not used to being this big.

Well, that something is certainly right.

Well, it could be worse. You could be wide too.

Clearly.

You look so small... 

Or maybe your sense of humor is just….

At least you could still fit through doors.

Just barely.

Still getting used to it, eh?

No, no.

Actually it’s different than what I had at home.  I like this.  It’s quiet.

Did you come from a big city or something?

Fair enough. But why be like everybody else?

Right.

While everyone is out for Christmas, I am staying inside with my bottle of wine, popcorn, and netflix to watch some Doctor Who.

A bit of a lonely life, isn't it?

Yeah, that’s a damn shame. If it was a bit more exciting, and maybe just a bit warmer, I’d consider staying here some other time in my life. But, it’s not, so. 

That’s true.

Just felt like hiding, rather.

That's a bit strange.

I guess you have a point there. It’s a damn fine view.

Too bad Finland's all looks.